flamejock: (Damn I'm fine)
flamejock ([personal profile] flamejock) wrote in [community profile] smashrising2016-03-22 09:46 pm

Jock Hocks a Flock of Boxed Stock

Who: Jock, Jock's Socks, Jock's Jorts, Jock's Clocks, Jock's Crocks, Jock's Frocks, and Jock's Locks. And you.
What: Jock has found many things through the use of his very good nose. He shares them with you.
Where: Just outside the main entrance to Le Maison de Smash.
When: Noon to Four pm, Monday through Friday afternoon of this week (yes, this one; March 21-25)
Warnings: Jorts. Too many rhymes.

Jock had spent a large portion of the last month in being very helpful. Extremely helpful. He had gone to great lengths to uncover vast treasures of supplies for everyone. Aside from the occasional hunting foray -- really, he had the benefit of pre-cooking dinner, such a good helper was he -- he also used his exceptional smelling agent to track down boxes of supplies hidden about the mansion. And, having found them, and stockpiled them for several weeks, has decided that it is time to give them away to any who may need them.

Jock has, for any interested parties, boxes of: Socks (in men's and women's fashions), Jorts (all sizes, all cuts), Clocks (mostly character themed), Crocks (stoneware, not the shoes or swimmable lizards), Frocks (assorted, suitable for women of any age), and Locks (pad- and combination- both).

He has a sign up that reads: "FREE STUFF JUST TALK WITH ME TO GET SOME FREE STUFF -- IF YOU HAVE BALLS TO TRADE IN YOU CAN GET EXTRA FREE STUFF."

He's wearing a pair of the jorts, so you know that he believes deeply in his free stuff.
yournewcaptain: BLIMEY THAT'S A BIG SHIP (huh?)

[personal profile] yournewcaptain 2016-03-31 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
Marine stood there agape and silent for a few seconds after the show of ... magic or somesuch.

"Wh-- 'ow did-- WHAT--" But then she remembered something.

"Oh, are you a relative of Blaze?" Because all people with fire powers are related, dontcha know.
Edited 2016-03-31 05:53 (UTC)
yournewcaptain: oh shite. (anxious)

[personal profile] yournewcaptain 2016-04-04 08:46 am (UTC)(link)
Marine squinted at him.

"Then 'ow do you do the fire ... magic thingos?" she asked anxiously. She hoped it was something, well, somewhat normal and not, say, an evil power granted by demon sorcerers or somesuch.
flamedog: (Kawaiiiiii desu~)

[personal profile] flamedog 2016-04-05 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
Jock suddenly poofed and instead of the largish-somewhat fuzzy man standing in front of you was a very large, very fuzzy tigerdog standing in front of you. He wagged his tail a couple of times, then blew a little flamethrower out of his mouth and into the air.

See, it all makes perfect sense.